"Hmm?"
An'an was surprised but did not ask anything further. It was obvious that the other party did not want to talk, so she lay quietly.
The sound of biting into the fruit was particularly crisp in the silent night. The fruit was only slightly sour, but to her, who was hungry, it tasted delicious.
After two quarters of an hour, they indeed found a mountain cave.
Shen Juncheng took out a flint from his chest to check. Although it had been through water, fortunately, it could still be used.
He piled up dry branches and leaves and lit them, instantly brightening up the cave.
The cave was not large, and the stones were rugged.
He wiped clean two stones and said, "Sit down, we need to rest here for the night."
Fu Hao would probably find them, perhaps by dawn.
An'an thanked him, sat down, and gathered around the fire.
